Even in filthy, wet weather like this he liked to head upstairs and stare out of the window as it made its way through the Lancashire countryside. The...scenery helped to speed through the 40 minutes or so.On this occasion there was a particularly striking brunette across the gangway, one row in front of him. The top deck had several others on it but they were all sat forward of him and this pretty girl. He was k**ding himself that his gaze was fixed on her pretty face and long, brunette hair.. Then I cupped one of her tits in my hand, it was big and soft. Sherry pulled her dress up over her head and it landed on the floor. We went into the bedroom.Once there I wasted no time getting undressed and unhooking Sherry's bra. Her tits fell free and they were beautiful, with nice, light, silver dollar sized aereolae. I slid her panties off and touched her pussy, it was warm and wet, with a little brown tuft of hair. Her pussy was pretty wet, but not real slippery, her pussy juice was not. Many would get pushed away who would rub her raw with their fingers. Most seemed not to mind her love of being taken hard from behind, and she had to admit that made her wet more often than not.In her bed, alone at night though, her mind would wander. Sometimes spurred by porn, and sometimes just base fantasies. One thing that got her wet almost instantly was the idea of being tied up. Just surrendering herself to him, whoever he was, and that was a concern as well. The men she had slept with. "I wasn't sure how to tie you in a hotel room, so I brought a better way."I rummaged around in my bag until I found what I needed: zip ties. "This is just to help keep you from flailing around too hard, so you don't bump into furniture calling attention to us."I zipped her arms to her sides, then pulled her calves up zipped each of them to the same leg thigh. She could open and close her thighs until I zipped them open so she couldn't close them.I took off my clothes; my erection had a head.